Time for part 2. Will Rachel live and will House find Cuddy?

Disclaimer: I don't own House M.D.

Nighttime near the renovated house of Cuddy:

House was walking towards the hole which his car had left. The wooden frame had already been set up and the outer wall had already been started to build. "Cuddy! Cuddy! I know you're here somewhere." It was almost midnight and House had been searching for Cuddy the whole day. "Wanna play hide and seek? Fine. You'll be the first one to search." He said sarcastically. "Lisa, this is important. Rachel is in hospital. She probably has…"

Cuddy appeared from behind the wall. "In the hospital?"

"She was in a car crash. But that's not…"

"Is she badly injured? Does she need to go to surgery?" Cuddy rushed towards House and hugged him.

"Her injuries are not bad, but…"

"But what?"

"She has hypertension and has had arrhythmias several times. Seemed like an infection in the heart, but it was disclosed by the team."

"You should be there with her! Not here looking for me…" House gave her a sad look. "You're not telling me everything, are you?" House sighed. "Julia? Is she okay?" House turned his head down. "No…"

"She died immediately in the crash. The truck crushed her skull. You can figure out the rest."

"No… NO!" Cuddy started crying hysterically and punching House. "It's your entire fault! If you didn't drive through my house! If you wasn't so selfish! If we had never been together! None of this would've happened."

"I guess you're right."

"Leave me alone!"

"But Lisa…"

"Go away!"

"Fine." House said and left.

"Why me?" Cuddy thought in her head, sat down and kept on crying.

Back at PPTH:

"So, we have disclosed myocarditis, and auto-immune diseases. And it's not a bacterial infection since her infection values are so low." Foreman said.

"But what virus causes arrhythmias and hypertension?" 13 said.

"Almost any virus can cause hypertension if not treated well. Then the hypertension can cause arrhythmias due to dehydration and other matters." Chase said.

"So, we have to start disclosing hundreds of different viruses out of nothing." Taub said.

"If House was here, he would probably suggest us to cause her symptoms." Wilson said. The others gave him an angry look. "Not that I accept it. Take blood samples. Start with the most basic viruses and move to rarer ones." The team left the room. Wilson's phone rang. "Hey House, we've disclosed bacterial infection…"

"You're probably testing for viruses currently."

"Just started."

"You're slow."

"Where are you?"

"Knock knock."

"Who's there?"

The door opened. "Knock knock jokes aren't funny."

"Where's Cuddy?"

"Alone at her house. She blames me for everything."

"You must understand her…"

"I do…"

Taub ran into the room. "Rachel's having a liver failure."

House and Wilson got shocked. "Get it under control and come here."

30 minutes later:

"Hepatitis B?" Taub suggested.

"Where would've she got that?" 13 asked.

"Hey House, do you know if Rachel has been on any parks lately?" Foreman asked.

"You should ask Cuddy. But because she's not here I suggest that yeah." House said.

"Maybe she has stepped on a hype." Wilson said.

"What are you waiting for? Taub and 13, go take a blood sample and come back when you have the results." House said.

"Are you okay?" Foreman asked House.

"Compare me to Cuddy and ask again." House said and left the room.

Wilson ran after him. "Where're you going?"

"To get Cuddy see her daughter."

"She comes when she's ready."

"I'm ready." Cuddy said from behind them.

They turned towards her. "Then let me take you to her."

5 minutes later on Rachel's room:

"I see the blood samples have already been taken. Do you want me to leave or…" House said.

"No! Just stay."

House sat next to Cuddy. "I-I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault." Cuddy said.

"Where have I heard that before?" Cuddy sighed. "She'll be ok. I promise."

"She must be ok. I don't want to lose both of my…" Cuddy started crying and leaned on House.

Taub came in. "It's not Hepatitis. Oh, sorry, did I interrupt something?"

"No. Just keep on testing." Cuddy said and rose off from House's shoulder. "My sweetie."

Taub came to the other side of Rachel and started taking more blood samples. House rose up.

"Where are you going?" Cuddy asked.

"I need to think." House went to sit down to his office and started throwing the ball on the wall as usual. He remembered the day he was babysitting Rachel with Wilson. He didn't have much fun, but he fell in love with her immediately. His phone rang: "Gregory House."

"Hello."

"Oh Lucas. How's the life of a murderer? Or actually a murder attempter?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. I wasn't trying to murder her, just ensure you go to jail."

"You set up the DNR and gave her the epinephrine. You also knew that I would defibrillate her."

"Of course, I couldn't murder anyone."

"So, is there any other reason for this call than bragging?"

"Just to say that your days with Cuddy are soon over."

"Your days as a free man are soon over."

"Aah, I love the irony."

"Shut up and listen! If you come even near Cuddy, I will kill you myself."

"Says the man with the cane. Oh, my time's up, my client doesn't have any more cash so…" Lucas hung up.

"You mother#!*ing idiot!" House yelled at the phone. He started searching through his cabinets.

"Looking for Vicodin?" Wilson asked.

"No… I'm just searching for an old patient file, about the one patient with vagina problems."

"Do you know how much it hurts Cuddy if you start using Vicodin again? What if you die of overdose sometime?"

"I would not overdose, just take one pill for…" Overdose. He thought in his head and rushed off from his office.

Wilson rushed after him. "Do you know what's wrong with Rachel?"

"Julia had a heart transplant long ago. Maybe Rachel found her immunosuppressant drugs and overdosed them. Then her immune system collapsed, causing the natural bacteria in her body to cause an infection. Because of the immune collapse, it seemed a virus infection. Hypertension caused arrhythmias, the drug itself caused liver failure."

"So just antidotes? I'm reliefed."

They came to the door of the room and saw Cuddy. "She's being resuscitated."

"We know what's wrong…" House said.

The heart monitor showed asystole (aka. flat line). "Keep doing CPR and give epinephrine!" One of the resuscitating doctors commanded.

"She can't die now…" Cuddy said.

"We need her on antidotes." House said.

"What?"

"She has probably overdosed your sister's immunosuppressive drugs." Wilson said.

"I wish it wasn't too late now…" Cuddy said.

One of the doctors looked towards Cuddy and shoke his head.

"She's dead…" Cuddy said.

So, here it is. I'm not sure when I'm going to write the next chapter, but I promise I will not abandon this story.